Infinitely Losing My Edge

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Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Lebanon and from New York.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.

I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Joe Smooth to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.

But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.

I'm losing my edge.

I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Radiohead. All the underground hits.

All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.

I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.

But have you seen my records?

Ludus, Idris Muhammad, Eve St. Jones, Heaven 17, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Yellowson, Schoolly D, The Techniques, The Skatalites, The Fugs, DNA, Porter Ricks, Jacob Miller, the Human League, Man Eating Sloth, Pussy Galore, Yusef Lateef, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Mandrill, Roy Ayers, Lucky Dragons, Chris & Cosey, the Association, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Anthony Braxton, The Tremeloes, Public Enemy, John Foxx, Stereo Dub, Franke, Delon & Dalcan, T. Rex, Jerry Gold Smith, Aloha Tigers, Swans, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Sixth Finger, Camberwell Now, The Kinks, Ornette Coleman, Niagra, Pole, Pet Shop Boys, The Busters, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Ultra Naté, Joey Negro, David Axelrod, David McCallum, Theoretical Girls, Al Stewart, Infiniti, The Moody Blues, The Saints, Danielle Patucci, Judy Mowatt, Bizarre Inc., Maleditus Sound, Crispian St. Peters, London Community Gospel Choir, Masters at Work, Nirvana, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.

You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.

A hack by Matthew Ogle who is very sorry to James Murphy and basically everyone (cheers to Darius and this for the late-night inspiration)